Traveling through troubled times: Princess disguises herself as a man and becomes a soldier to earn

Mo Yuan felt a little depressed and walked around the yard for a few times before he pushed open the door and went into the room. He looked at the person sitting by the bed and walked over to sit beside her. "Now that you've woken up, are you still hungry? There's food being heated up in the kitchen."

Jiang Li looked at him and blinked: "I'm not hungry anymore. I seem to have had a dream. Did you feed me?"

"Well, you were so sleepy, so I fed you something."

"Are you not full? I'll bring it to you."

Mo Yuan stood up and was about to go out, but his wrist was pulled. The little girl's soft voice came from behind him: "Wait, I'm not hungry now. Ah Yuan, come closer. I can't hold you anymore."

Jiang Li stood up and walked over. When he turned around, she threw herself into his arms, hugged his strong waist, rubbed her little face against his chest, and looked relieved: "Yeah, that's the feeling. It feels so good to be home."

"...Xiao Li, tell me what interesting things you encountered this time when you went out."

"Okay, I'll tell you even if you don't ask me."

After saying this, she raised her head and met his eyes: "A Yuan, you are unhappy, why?"

Mo Yuan hesitated and shook his head: "Nothing, there are some things I haven't figured out yet, it will be fine once I figure them out, don't worry, you can stay longer this time, your majesty is not in good health."

Forget it, let’s not ask. Xiao Li will naturally tell when she wants to, but she still feels very sad in her heart, so she said sourly: "Xiao Li, have you ever seen any special men when you were out?"

Jiang Li looked a little confused: "What, a special man? I didn't notice it. No, there is a very interesting one. It's thanks to him that we found the sweet potatoes this time."

"When we left, he also said that if we go to the Western Regions in the future, we can look for him. When the world is settled, Ayuan, let's go traveling and see the mountains and rivers."

"Well, we can take the kids with us, and go as a family of three. If we get tired, we can stop and stay for a short time. What do you think?"

Mo Yuan's pupils trembled, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but rise, and his heart couldn't stop jumping for joy: "Xiao Li, you mean, are you willing to give birth to a child for me? Are you serious?"

Before Jiang Li could react, he was picked up and pressed directly onto the bed, with his back pressed against the soft quilt. He subconsciously stretched out his hand and pressed it against his chest, somewhat helplessly: "No, you didn't understand the point."

"I mean, traveling is the point."

"Yes, I understand. A family of three will go, even if there are children, the children will be taken along. I understand the point, your husband."

"...That seems to be true. Does Yuan like children?"

Mo Yuan met her moist eyes, his fingertips slid across her cheek, his eyes burning: "Well, I like it. As long as it's Xiaoli's, I like it. But if you don't want to have a baby, you don't have to."

Jiang Li rolled her eyes and thought that it was fine to have one child. After all, she would be the one to carry and give birth to the baby. But as for the care of the baby, it should be done by A Yuan. The previous baby had given her a lot of trouble.

"So...will you take care of the child, or should I?"

"It's already very hard for me to give birth to a child. It's natural for me to take care of the child. So when are you going to get pregnant?"

"Well, you can get pregnant right away if you want to."

Mo Yuan looked determined and said seriously, "Of course, if it doesn't work the first time, I will try a few more times. It's up to you when you think it's best to get pregnant."

Jiang Li took a look at the ambiguous postures of the two, his eyes rolling. If they wanted to have a baby, the sooner the better. They couldn't wait until the war started. Once the war started, it would take several years, even ten years, to end.

"How about giving birth to a child sooner so that you can fight the war with peace of mind later."

"it is good"

Mo Yuan leaned down, supporting his hands on both sides of her body, and landed hot kisses on her forehead, cheeks, and red lips, rolling and rubbing them. His movements were so gentle that it made people's hearts itch.

Jiang Li couldn't stand his slowness, so he turned over and pressed him down, laughing triumphantly: "This time I want to be on top and you want to be on the bottom, hehe, beg for mercy obediently."

"Pfft, then you can give it a try."

The curtains were lowered, the candles went out, and the room was dark. Jiang Li was still shouting at first, but after an unknown amount of time, he began to beg for mercy: "No, I was wrong, isn't that enough? Ah Yuan, please let me go."

Mo Yuan's hoarse voice came out from the bed: "No, my wife had the final say at the beginning, so naturally I have the final say at the end. My wife can't go back on her word."

"Be good, it will be fine soon."

Jiang Li couldn't help whimpering, and couldn't bear his passion. She scratched his back, her voice trembling: "Gently, be gentle, I'm about to fall apart."

"Hush, my wife is a venerable one, so powerful, she won't fall apart. Didn't you say before that you would make your husband beg for mercy? If you work harder, your husband will definitely beg for mercy."

No, she was wrong, a woman could not be a match in bed.

They tossed and turned until midnight, when Jiang Li fell into a deep sleep. Mo Yuan carried her to the pool, his eyes fixed on her. Her fair skin was covered with ambiguous red marks.

His Adam's apple rolled up and down, and his burning gaze stared at her, wishing to melt her. Jiang Li was sleeping, and seemed to be aware of something. He shrank his body and muttered softly, "A Yuan, no more."

Mo Yuan swallowed his saliva, held her in his arms, washed her clean and carried her to bed, changed the soiled sheets, gently kneaded her waist, and looked at her with a satisfied look.

"My wife is a little liar..."

All night till dawn

Jiang Li opened his eyes dazedly and looked at the naked chest in front of him. The scenes of last night flashed through his mind. He couldn't help but stretch out his claws to pinch and touch the strong chest.

It was not until the heartbeat under his palm became louder and louder and someone blew a breath on his ear that he realized that the person was awake. He rolled inside, kept his distance, and looked at him vigilantly.

"Ahem, A Yuan, you're awake. I was just worried that you might catch a cold, so I touched you. I didn't expect you weren't cold at all."

Mo Yuan was lying on his side, with his chest exposed. He looked lazy, like a fairy sucking people's essence. The corners of his mouth were raised, and he smiled and said, "Well, my wife is right. It's all my husband's fault. Why didn't I wear proper clothes?"

Jiang Li pulled the corner of his mouth, revealing an awkward but polite smile: "Well, well, it's also my fault for not keeping my claws under control. It was late then, and we should have gotten up to eat."

"Okay, but are you sure you can get up?"

An ambiguous look fell on her.

Jiang Li was about to sit up, but his waist suddenly became weak and he fell straight down. He stared at the ceiling with empty eyes and said in an accusing voice: "A Yuan, you have become a bad person now. You actually make fun of people."

"Humph, who should I blame for this? It's you."

Mo Yuan chuckled, got up from the bed, took out the clothes and helped her put them on, his movements were very gentle: "Well, it's all your husband's fault, my wife is not wrong."